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2006-08-18 - unsound
there's a sinking feeling somewhere out of the way where children stop dancing and run away sleeping comes to a hault and angels oh angels they come undone where flesh burns and babies go blind prophets crumble like old temple walls scarred and defeated soldiers who never win there is no day or night just an ominous manhattan sky stretched out for miles over the tear-stained bloodied broken and insane there is no righteousnes found on a curb yelling their gospel when they dont hear a word we are all beggars and homeless beyond clothes and despair perpetual and stagnant clinging to the stare we fall from every angle and run far far away to stumble right into an old kind of blindness loss of hearing but we're okay the earth moves but the world the world stands still politics and money forget goodwill as we all wait like the king's men to be pawned another check mate another soldier gone welcome to our creation mother earth unsound. |
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